center ring Up in the rafters, 500 feet above the crowd My hair is soaked in kerosene My clothes are wet with gasoline You only get to see this once The human torch
time. When I had no flame at all. So you can go ahead and knock it. But I found myself a socket. And I'm burnin' right off the wall. I'm a human torch
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the center ring Up in the rafters, 500 feet above the crowd My hair is soaked in kerosene My clothes are wet with gasoline You only get to see this once The human torch
I'll carry the torch, feed off my flame Love is the hottest word for me it knows my name And your spirit cuts through me like a silent sword And leaves
long slut, this slut that not the worst of this song Oh, bitches don't like that Homie, I'll be nicer to women when aquaman drowns And human torch starts
scriptures mind blowin 'Til my coffin top close and heaven skies open Fear no man's my slogan, I hope y'all believe I'm just like you, fear nuttin human
rap diploma I throw it up like the gangs in Southern California I Got them burners on ya, have you lookin' at a Russian Ruger Have you lookin' like a human torch
So lounge in my burial ground, boy, my despot I build my house on top of Salem's Lot Front porch, bloody, back yard, muddy Like Amityville, a family kills Force of humanity
-tongued like malcolm, on any album Some got chrome like sly stone, what you about son? Here it is, here it is -- handcraft the raw Who the boss? human torch
Perfect, So Good, So Undead She Feels Like An Alien In Our World Afraid To Be Seen With Her Scars And Her Burns Once Hunted By Humans With Torches And
all I need to make me run to you A flash of light beyond a guide sign blue In those eyes no disguise could hide the truth You are almost human when you
You You wake up to a new day Forwards We move towards a new way oh Come with me Gather with your torches Singing Dance by ??night we all
if I can't be your hotdog lemme be your little weiner Baby if I can't be your regular man lemme be your in betweener And if I can't be your human torch
their clubs and guns Doin' it all for fun Dead Cops Big bad and blue They're in the Klan too Brutality is their sport We'll put 'em to the torch Dead
My blood runs cold when I think of the condition Of human suffering and untold pain The atrocities of war make my stomach turn Falling tears, on the earth
's so vile End lives of pure men, and their beloved wives Sons and daughters they hold dear you'll defile In thy sin you shall dwell No humanity, a landscape